Chapter 267: Love Requires Persistence, Dreams Need Persistence

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Text Size:

Appearance:

"I want to tell you a story," Ye Qian asked with a smile, "Would you like to hear it?" ”

"Let's talk about it!" I looked at Ye Qian's clear eyes and said to her.

"I watched a travel show on TV," Ye Qian said softly, "There is a strange stone road in the countryside of Pisa, Italy, which inexplicably crosses the desolate land and inexplicably breaks off the ......"

"Because someone always cleans it, for hundreds of years, this road is still there," I smiled and took Ye Qian's words, "This is a woman who repaired it." Her husband went to work in a foreign country because his family was poor, and he did not return for many years. The woman was afraid that when her husband returned, it would rain and trample in the mud in the yard, so she first repaired the road in front of her door, and gradually she continued to build the road outward in the direction her husband had left, stone by stone, and placed it over hill after hill, and so on and so the year passed until she was eighty years old, and the day she died......"

"How do you know?" Ye Qian pretended to be surprised and asked.

"A man who has published two collections of love stories, how many love stories do you think he has read?" I asked Ye Qian with a smile.

"Then you know what I'm trying to say, right?" Ye Qian asked seriously.

"You want to say that love needs to be persistent," I sighed lightly, and looked at Ye Qian's lips that made me feel heartbroken when I thought about it, "Because, persistent love is a long wait, just like a drop of water through a stone or a rope that breaks a wood, you give wholeheartedly, even if you are deeply hurt, you are willing; Even if there is no result, there is no regret, and he still pays consistently, touching the heavens and the earth, and does not regret until death; Persistent love is a beautiful feeling, it is the ordinary persistence, it is the perseverance of 'sincerity, gold and stone are open', and it is the determination of 'the mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are together, and only then can we dare to be with you', which contains the unswerving belief of the rock, ordinary but touching. Love needs to be persistent, persistently from red face love to white hair, from flower love to flower remnant, this kind of love is stronger than gold and stone, like the morning glow rising on the top of life......"

"So smooth?" Ye Qian smiled, "It's like reciting from a book!" ”

I smiled silently.

Those are indeed the passages I wrote in my book "Let Love Move Beijing".

It's hard for me to forget the words I have written, like the people I loved.

"Actually," Ye Qianying said in a whisper, "Love needs perseverance, dreams also need perseverance, and everything needs perseverance!" ”

"Yes," I said to Ye Qian indistinctly while drinking, "Persistently pursue the banknotes, walk towards the place of the banknotes, even if you are tired one day, it is also crawling close to the banknotes!" Walking towards the place where the money eye, even if you are tired to death one day, it is still death on the way to the money eye! Walk towards Brother Kong Fang's place......"

"What do you say?" Ye Qian laughed so much that her chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Oh, it should be," I pretended to be serious and corrected Ye Qian, "Walk towards the place of your dreams, even if you are tired of climbing one day, it is still crawling close to your dreams!" Walking towards the place of your dreams, even if you are tired to death one day, you will die on the way to your dreams! Towards the place of dreams......"

Ye Qian asked the waiter to bring a pair of chopsticks again and said to me, "There are so many dreams, there are you pursuing!" There will be so much loneliness, and there will be some you can bear! However, let's eat roast duck first! ”

I saw Ye Qian's face as warm as spring.

This cold winter has just arrived, and suddenly it has become warmer.

Because of the roast duck, the front door of the Quanjude roast duck.

Because of love, the love of the North Drift.

Because of dreams, persistent dreams of literature.

The ghost blows the lamp

Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Back to Book